1. . A ragged gray moustache drooped from the corners of his mouth and a ragged wisp of whisker hung from his chin. —The general who gives an order for wholesale carnage never sleeps a wink the less soundly for the midnight groans of his victims, and we should deride him as a coward if he did. Sure Mike!" At the hotel he wrote a long letter to his chief, explaining every detail of the fizzle. He was sipping a glass of cold gin and water, and smoking a short black pipe. “Just leave them with me for now, Clotilde.
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